Norman Malfatto's Faves

When the spot light hits, you forget.

Patron Saint of Book hoarding. Yep. That's me! #dailyDrawing #patronSaint

Patron Saint of Compartmentalizing. Dedicated to everyone who needs to do it. #dailyDrawing #patronSaint

Bathroom Floor

Patron Saint of Small Jealousies. #dailyDrawing #patronSaint

Patron Saint of Dawn and Dusk and Fog. Dedicated to the Hedgehog in the Fog, one of the best animations ever and to the Horse in it as one of the best mystical creatures in the film. #dailyDrawing #PatronSaint

St. WIlgefortis. Patron Saint of facial hair and of people seeing a refuge from abusive husbands (and fathers). When I was doing my research into existing Patron Saints, I stumbled onto St. Wilgefortis. I thought that was a fun combination - until I read to the end. From Wikipedia: "According to the legend of her life, set in Portugal and Galicia, she was a teenage noblewoman who had been promised in marriage by her father to a Moorish king. To thwart the unwanted wedding, she had taken a vow of virginity, and prayed that she would be made repulsive. In answer to her prayers she sprouted a beard, which ended the engagement. In anger, Wilgefortis' father had her crucified." I considered giving her a knife, to fight off the unwanted husbands and vile fathers, but that would not be true to her suffering. So I included her blood instead. #dailydrawing #patronSaint

Patron Saint of Long Showers. #dailydrawing #patronSaint

Patron Saint of Contrarians. #dailyDrawing #patronSaint

Patron Saint of Lost Keys and Small Things. Reminded me of this poem by Elizabeth Bishop. One Art The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn’t hard to master. I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster. —Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident the art of losing’s not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

Up the wall

Patron Saint of Uncomfortable Eye Contact. Could not choose 1 or 2. Which one is your favorite? Requested by Norman. #patronSaint #dailyDrawing

Beast is in denial.

Patron Saint of Insomniacs.

Patron Saint of Overbearing Mothers. And absent fathers. This was a hard one to draw. The Overbearing mothers was suggested and then I added the Absent fathers. #patronSaint #dailydrawing

Advice learned from fairy tales. Do not cheat at chess. https://www.instagram.com/p/COBN1coB4PN/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Patron Saint of Forgotten Things. I started this one without writing down the name and then couldn't remember what it was supposed to be. So. A Patron Saint of Forgotten Things it is. I pray to it often.